The younger generation, starting from where the wind blows...

Chapter 223 I turn a blind eye when I should cooperate with you in your performance

Yang Muye's room.

Xu Sanduo recounted his conversation with Yang Deyuan in detail.

"Mr. Yang, I think Mr. Yang is a good person. My second brother also said so."

Yang Muye checked the time.

“My father’s flight back to Shenzhen is at noon. You can still catch up with him now.”

Xu Sanduo: "..."

If I go there, do you still want to work as a bodyguard?

Xu Sanduo knew perfectly well who was the boss and who was the subordinate between Yang Muyi and Yang Deyuan.

"Mr. Yang, should I return this phone that Mr. Yang left behind?"

Are iPhones any good?

"good."

Xu Sanduo answered honestly.

The main reason is that Xu Sanduo had never used a mobile phone before, so there was no problem of him being unaccustomed to using an Apple device.

As for the lack of complete ecosystem and applications in the first-generation Apple phone, it was not a problem for Xu Sanduo at all.

In Xu Sanduo's view, what else can a cell phone do besides make calls and send text messages?
"If you think it's useful, keep it. Swallow the sugar coating, then fire the cannonballs back. You know what I mean?"

"I understand, it means taking all the benefits without doing anything."

Xu Sanduo had just finished speaking.

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell rings.

Xu Sanduo went to open the door, only to find that the person standing at the door was Yang Deyuan.

Xu Sanduo was stunned.

"Mr. Yang, what's going on here—"

Could they be here to ask for their phone back?

"I'm not here to find you."

Yang Deyuan left Xu Sanduo behind and went straight into the room.

Upon seeing Yang Muye, Yang Deyuan took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over.

"This is the CEO of a courier company that cooperates with my Shenzhen factory. He is very interested in your courier supermarket startup project and would like to talk to you. Give him a call when you have time."

Yang Muye took the business card and glanced at it.

Yuanfang Express Company, Yao Yuan.

This name sounds familiar.

-

Cainiao Post Station at Yanjingmao Pedestrian Street.

Xia Fenghua was tidying up the shelves when a customer walked into the store.

He was a well-dressed man in a suit and tie.

Xia Fenghua peeked her head out from the side of the shelf:
"Hello sir, would you like to pick up a package?"

The man paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, pick up the package."

As he said this, his eyes kept glancing around.

Xia Fenghua sensed that the man was behaving strangely and took the initiative to offer "help".

"Sir, what is your package number?"

If you're not there to pick up a package, you should show a panicked expression at this point.

The man in front of him showed no unusual expression; instead, he asked with interest, "Isn't this a self-service pickup area?"

"Yes, you can pick up your package yourself. If you can't find it or need help, just call me."

After Xia Fenghua finished speaking, she turned around and went back to the shelves to sort out the packages that were not neatly arranged or were messed up.

Meanwhile, his gaze would occasionally slip through the gaps in the shelves, glancing at the man once or twice.

The man's appearance really didn't seem like someone who had come to pick up a package.

When someone comes to pick up a package, they go straight to the area with the package number as soon as they enter, grab it, and leave.

Five or six minutes have passed since the man entered the store, and he is still browsing in front of the rows of shelves.

It felt just like shopping in a supermarket.

About three or four minutes later, a young woman who looked like a secretary walked into the store carrying two cups of Yu Xi Tan milk tea that she had bought from the queue next door.

"Mr. Liu, here's your milk tea."

"Why is it taking so long to buy a milk tea?" the man asked, frowning.

The secretary was speechless.

Didn't you see the long queue outside the milk tea shop?
However, she was already used to the man's bad habit of finding fault anytime and anywhere, so she handed him a cup of milk tea.

The man reluctantly accepted the food, took a bite, and nodded, indicating that it tasted pretty good.

The promotion of fresh milk + fresh tea seems to be more than just a gimmick.

This BaWangChaJi milk tea is something special.

The secretary also picked up her milk tea, brought the straw to her lips, and took a sip.

It definitely tastes different from those milk tea shops that use milk powder to make their drinks.

Thinking of this, the secretary couldn't help but look up at the man who was still savoring the taste of his milk tea.

Who said that milk tea is all junk food and that they only drink coffee when they go back to China?

Then the man suddenly remembered something else.

"By the way, what was my package number again?"

The secretary hurriedly took out her phone, opened the text message, and handed it over.

The man took it and waved to Xia Fenghua.

"Miss, could you please help me find this package?"

Xia Fenghua immediately walked over, but stopped two meters away from the man.

"Sir, you don't need to show me your text message. Just tell me the package number. The pickup code in the text message is proof that you are the owner of the package. You will need to enter it yourself when you leave to complete the pickup."

The man nodded, understanding.

This is to prevent people from fraudulently claiming packages.

He told Xia Fenghua the package code from the text message, and soon Xia Fenghua brought over a package the size of a palm.

"Sir, please confirm that the name and phone number on this package are yours, then sign it, scan the package at the exit, enter the pickup code, and you can take your package away."

Following Xia Fenghua's instructions, the man completed the package pickup process.

After finishing, he turned to his secretary behind him and said, "This is quite convenient."

Xia Fenghua smiled politely at the man:
"Sir, walk slowly."

At the man's prompting, the secretary walked up to Xia Fenghua.

Are you the manager of this express delivery supermarket?

"I'm not the shop owner, but I am indeed in charge of this Cainiao Station. Is there anything I can help you with?"

The secretary took a business card out of her bag.

“Our General Manager Liu is very interested in your express delivery supermarket and would like to have a chat with your boss.”

Xia Fenghua accepted the business card.

"I'm sorry, our boss isn't in town, he—"

Before Xia Fenghua could finish speaking, Mr. Liu interrupted her.

“I know that your General Manager Yang went to Shanghai Oriental University as an exchange student. Could you please tell him that I came to the store and asked when he would be free so I could treat him to coffee in Shanghai?”

After watching Mr. Liu and his secretary leave, Xia Fenghua glanced down at the business card in her hand.

Liu Yuntian, Chairman of Yuntian Mall.

I'd seen him in the newspaper before; he and the person who founded Yuntian Mall are quite famous.

Xia Fenghua didn't think much of it and picked up her phone to call Yang Muye.

-

The next morning, at Kunming Airport.

The flight to Beijing took off half an hour earlier than the flight to Shanghai. After hearing the announcement, Jiang Nansun, Zhu Suosuo, and Dai Qian stood up together.

Daisy changed her plans at the last minute after learning that Jiang Nansun was going to Yanjing.

She wants to return to Italy, and it's the same whether she leaves through Beijing or Shanghai.

So I decided to travel the same way as Jiang Nansun.

Daisy has decided to return to Jingyan Group. This time, she will go back to complete the divorce procedures with her ex-husband and then take charge of the Yunmiao Village project development.

As he was about to leave, Yang Muyi suddenly remembered something. "Ms. Dai!"

Daisy and Jiang Nansun turned around together, looking at Yang Muye who had suddenly stood up with a puzzled expression.

"Is there something you need?" Daisy asked.

Do you have many acquaintances and friends in Italy?

"It's alright, I've met some people."

“Great, there’s something I’d like to ask you for help with.”

Yang Muye briefly explained Ma Siyi's background to Daisy and asked Daisy to use her local acquaintances and friends to see if they could help Ma Siyi find her relatives in Italy.

This wasn't too difficult, and Daisy nodded in agreement.

Not long after seeing Daisy and her two companions off, Yang Muye and his group also boarded the plane.

Four hours later, the plane landed at Shanghai Hongqiao Airport.

After parting ways with Ye Jinyan and Professor Dong at the airport, Yang Muye took Xu Sanduo back to Love Apartment by taxi.

Zeng Xiaoxian and Wang Tiezhu were not there.

Yang Muye called Wang Tiezhu to ask for the landlord's phone number.

There's a small empty room in room 3602, which Yang Muye plans to rent for Xu Sanduo.

Wang Tiezhu was worried that the truth about the "rent reduction of half" would be exposed, so he had no choice but to take the blame for it himself.

After negotiating with the landlord, we finally agreed that the rent for the room would be half the price of the other three rooms.

The room was indeed small; basically, there wasn't much space left after putting in a bed and a table.

The rent was paid in the same way as before, directly deposited into Wang Tiezhu's bank account, which he then used to pay the landlord.

Yang Muyi had just finished a phone call with Wang Tiezhu and put down his phone.

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell rang suddenly.

Xu Sanduo went over and opened the door.

A tall, beautiful woman with a cold and aloof demeanor stood outside the door. When she saw Xu Sanduo open the door, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Xu Sanduo looked at the beautiful woman warily.

"Who are you looking for?"

The beautiful woman snapped out of her daze and adjusted the black-rimmed glasses perched on her nose.

"Hello, I'm a new resident who just moved into apartment 3601 next door. The light bulb in my room is broken. I bought a new one, but I don't know how to change it. I just called Ms. Hu, who is my roommate, and she said she could come over next door to help you."

Hearing that it was a neighbor, Xu Sanduo finally lowered his guard.

"Okay, I'll go get it for you later. Do you have a ladder in your room?"

The woman shook her head, a little embarrassed.

Now even Xu Sanduo was a bit stumped.

Without a ladder, I can't change this light bulb.

At that moment, Yang Muye's voice came from behind.

"What happened?"

Xu Sanduo turned around and explained:

"My female neighbor next door said her light bulb is broken and she wants me to help her change it, but she doesn't have a ladder."

Yang Muye walked over, and his gaze sharpened when he saw the female neighbor's face clearly.

Why is it her?
Contact Yao Yuan, who had previously given his business card through his father Yang Deyuan, and Liu Yuntian, who went to the Cainiao Post Station for "on-site inspection".

Then there's the woman in front of me.

Sure enough, after someone opened the box online, the "aftereffects" began to slowly appear.

Cainiao Post Stations, which were previously ignored, have suddenly become the focus of so many people?
Have you bought the new light bulbs?

The woman immediately took out a newly bought light bulb from her bag.

Yang Muye stepped forward and took the light bulb.

"Come on, I'll go change it for you."

The woman asked timidly:
"Don't you need a ladder?"

"Just find a high chair to stand on."

As Yang Muye spoke, he walked towards room 3601 next door.

The woman quickly followed and got the key to open the door.

After leading Yang Muye into the living room, the woman was about to step forward to guide him.

My room is in—

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Muye walked straight toward one of the bedrooms.

Before the woman could ask Yang Muye how he knew she was staying in this room, Yang Muye had already pushed the door open.

"I've already turned off the switch, you can just change the light bulb for me," the woman hurriedly explained.

Before he finished speaking, Yang Muye raised his hand and pressed a switch.

Snapped!
The ceiling light in the room came on.

The woman behind him froze.

Yang Muye turned his head.

"Miss Huo, this light bulb isn't broken."

"Really? That might be a problem with the circuit or a loose connection. It didn't light up when I turned it on before—"

At this point, the woman suddenly stopped.

She looked at Yang Muye with disbelief in her beautiful eyes.

How did you know my surname is Huo?

Yang Muyi was also "stunned".

"So your surname is Huo? You probably just told me, and you've forgotten?"

The woman's eyes widened in surprise.

She herself said whether she said that or not, so how could she be mistaken?

Even though he had already seen through her identity, he still insisted on acting until the very end.

Finally, he pretends to be nonchalant and exposes the truth, using extreme humiliation to highlight his intelligence and sense of superiority.

This woman is all too familiar with this tactic.

When I went abroad to meet someone I met online, I was severely humiliated by Liu Yuntian, and then completely controlled by him.

I never imagined that a few years later, I would relive that experience with an 18-year-old freshman.

"Miss Huo Mei, I must say your acting is really bad. It's hard to imagine that you actually studied psychology in college. No wonder you went abroad to study economics and spent a year at one of the top three business schools in the United States, but you didn't even get a diploma."

Huo Mei's pupils suddenly contracted, and she looked up at Yang Muye with a face full of shock:
"What is your relationship with Liu Yuntian? How did you find out about these things?"

"Don't you think you asked a stupid question? How you know me is how I know you."

Huo Mei stared intently at Yang Muye.

"You investigate me!"

Yang Muye shrugged noncommittally.

"Aren't you the same?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the sound of a key being inserted into the lock and the door opening rang out.

Hu Yifei opened the door and came in, followed by Xu Sanduo carrying a ladder.

Hu Yifei looked at the room with the lights on in the side with some surprise.

"You changed the light bulb so quickly?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Mei quickly hid the newly bought light bulb behind her back.

"Yes, thanks to this neighbor's help."

As she spoke, she glanced at Yang Muye, her expression somewhat unnatural and apprehensive.

Hu Yifei didn't notice anything unusual and joked casually:
"Yang Muye, that's great! I'll ask you for help next time my room light bulb breaks."

On the contrary, Xu Sanduo, who was holding the ladder, looked at Yang Muye and Huo Mei with some suspicion.

Just as Yang Muyi followed Huo Mei into the house, he went downstairs to borrow a ladder from the property management office. It was only a short while.

That's an incredibly fast light bulb replacement.

To dispel Xu Sanduo's suspicions, Huo Mei deliberately threw the newly bought light bulb into the trash can in front of everyone.

He even remarked that the light bulb looked quite new, and he didn't expect it to break so easily.

Hu Yifei put down her handbag and walked towards the kitchen refrigerator, complaining, "Nowadays, so many things, including men's items, are just for show; they look good but are useless!"

Then, changing the subject, she began praising Yang Muye.

"Unlike our classmate Yang Muye, who is not only good-looking but also very useful, he has unlocked a new skill of changing light bulbs today. Congratulations!"

(End of this chapter)